Thunderous Dragon

The storm came like a dragon
with a terrible, terrible roar;
the snap of his teeth was the lightning
that sent me down to the floor.

I could hear him grumble and rumble
as he moved to the north from the south.
Under the bed, I quivered
while I watched the snap of his mouth.

The light from the flash of his teeth
made Aunt Agatha spookier still
as she hung in the frame on the wall
and I had a shivery chill.

As soon as I caught the vision
and heard his terrible roar
the windows rattled a warning;
Aunt Agatha crashed to the floor!

Then I felt his wandering footsteps
and I heard his thunderous roar
as he wandered back into the darkness
with Aunt Aggie and me on the floor.

-Joy Stalvey Barefoot